【042】90s cook 42

Cao Yuan's dark face flushed with an uncomfortable redness, but since it was dark, he guessed no one could see it.

His tone carried a hint of helplessness, "Mom, how many times has your grandson even eaten your cooking? And back when my dad was alive, it was always him who cooked,"

The words blurted out brought silence to both mother and son, as Gong Mingxia clearly saw the tears suddenly brimming in the old lady's eyes.

If you thought carefully about their conversation, you would realize this was a loving family.

Granny Wang seemed to have fallen into her own memories, "Xiao Xia, before I married your uncle, I told him I couldn't cook. He didn't mind at all and said, 'I'll cook for you from here on.' True to his word, he secretly used the weekends to learn cooking. He cooked for me his entire life. How could he just leave so suddenly? I haven't had my fill of his cooking yet. That old fool, leaving me here all alone, does he know how hard it's been for me?"